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Late November

Abstract reasoning
I can’t remember memories
Midnight sweats
Accompanied by chants of
This isn’t what I meant to be
The walls I built for my defense
Are betraying me
I can not breathe
The more persistent my escape
The tighter my confinement
I need a fluid change
And a realignment
I need to forget what I can not remember
A dead woman I resemble
A child of late November
My birth engulfed by chaos
Baby’s breath on a coffin head
This is where it started
The revelation states
This is where it started
Liquid pints of Ireland
A new father distracted
23 years later
23 years gone
All within the same hour
A brother torn
My miracle lost
Somewhere in the procession
Intellectual regression
Leads me backwards
Tripping
In strange places
With strange people
On strange things
And this is all I remember
And this I must forget
My writing hand marked for insanity
And this…
I can not forget